Secretly resolved, Amelia planned to help out, but Albert saw her and pushed her back again.
"Amelia, you should rest instead of entering the kitchen." His face was full of fear.
Albert clearly remembered Amelia's kitchen explosions, and if she really destroyed the kitchen again, he would have to spend money on repairs.
Knowing that it was hard to change his fixed impression of her, Amelia smiled helplessly and took the kitchen knife from his hand: "Alright, let me try and you'll see."
She cut the vegetables on the cutting board little by little, her knife skills were fast and precise, even better than Albert's.
Albert was somewhat surprised, how did Amelia acquire such excellent knife skills?
Did she lie about not being able to cook before? Was it to deal with his mother?
